****** Slavery and Love by SilverKitten ******
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Slavery and Love


Lydia was the first daughter of Lord Reinhart. She was about 5'6", with long
golden/brown hair. She was very pretty, with a well-shaped body and ample
chest. She was proud of the way she looked, and was able to turn most male
heads when she passed. Having just celebrated her 16th birthday a few weeks
ago, her father was choosing her husband at this very moment, as was customary
at the time. Lydia would have preferred to have a say in whom she was going to
marry, but her father stuck closely to tradition, and kept her out of the way.

Contemplating this, her mind started to brim over with thoughts - Who was she
going to have to marry? What would he look like? What would he be like? Where
would they live?

Lydia left her room, and walked out of the castle, brushing away the servants
that tried to accompany her. "I have to clear my head," she thought, as she
headed for the hills. She was enjoying her walk, far away from the troubles of
castle life. The air was fresh and clean, and she loved the views over the
countryside.

Suddenly she was grabbed from behind, and before she could cry out a ball of
material was shoved in her mouth and a blindfold tied over her eyes. Her
captors walked her roughly for a few minutes before Lydia was picked up and
placed inside a stagecoach. One man pulled her arms behind her and bound them
together at the wrists with a length of rope.

The journey was long and uncomfortable, and soon she fell asleep. When she woke
up her first thought was that she was back at home, in her father's castle. But
once she worked out that her arms were tied behind her, it all came flooding
back. The blindfold had been removed, but the gag was still in place. Lydia had
been laid on a large 4-poster bed, and she wondered where she was, and who had
captured her. One thing was for certain; she wasn't going to take this lightly!
The stone room she was in was quite large, and looked fairly luxurious. There
were tapestries on the walls, and a carpet on the floor. Near the bed was a
fireplace, in which a fire was burning furiously. A man sat in a chair near by
the fire, reading a book. Lydia could not see him. She tried to sit up, but
found it difficult. The man put his book down and walked around the bed, so
that she noticed him.

"Mmmmmpfff" She tried to communicate.

He put a finger to her lips "Hush" he said gently. "I'll do the talking. You
just listen, for now. To my friends, I am Richard Hargreaves. To you, I am
Master. I know who you are, so don't try to impress me with your status or
anything like that."

She was very confused now. If he was so polite, why did he go to the trouble of
capturing her, rather than inviting her, and why wasn't he letting her speak?

"Before we begin there are a few things that need to be established. Firstly, I
own you, you belong to me, and you will do what I say. If I ask you to do
something, you do it. If you do not, you will be punished. You will speak only
when I tell you to. I will teach you more about how you should behave later. Do
you have anything to say before we begin? You can speak freely." Richard
removed the gag from her mouth.

"I don't belong to anybody!" she spluttered. "You can't force me to do your
bidding like a common servant! And what is it that's about to begin?"

"You'll see, my precious. Now, let's begin." He pulled her to her feet, and
untied her hands. She wasn't sure whether to run or stay, so she hesitated.
"Firstly, I want you to remove your clothes" At this, she ran for the door, but
he was faster. He grabbed her and slapped her hard.

"Let's try that again. Remove your clothes or the punishment will be worse"

"NO! Get off me!"

He slapped her twice, this time, so her cheeks stung. He turned her round, and
undressed her himself, roughly undoing her dress and undergarments. She
struggled, but he hit her harder. Once she was fully naked he placed her on the
bed, and tied her wrists and ankles to the corners of the bed.

"Let me go! I haven't done anything wrong! Just let me go home"

He opened a trunk that was in the corner of the room, and pulled out a whip.
Her eyes widened, as she realized what he was about to do.

"You refused to do as I asked on two occasions, and the punishment shall be 5
lashes each. That's 10. Feel free to express yourself."

He brought the whip down heavily across her stomach and she stifled a cry,
trying to be brave. The second blow landed on her left breast.

"Aaaaeeeeeeiiiiiii"

The third strike was aimed at her pussy, and her scream was deafening. The
remaining blows all fell on either her tits or her pussy, and by the end she
was sobbing and crying. He placed the whip back in the box, and untied her. She
remained on the bed.

"That is what happens when you disobey. Are you going to do that again?"

"No" she whimpered.

"No, what?"

"No, Master"

"Good girl" He stroked her hair gently, and brought her to her feet. She hated
being naked in front of this man, but she couldn't do or say anything, in case
he brought the whip out again. "You have learnt your first lesson - always obey
me. The second lesson is posture and behavior. You must never stand in front of
me or any other man, so you should kneel." She obediently dropped to her knees.
"Good. You should always keep your eyes downcast, as a sign of obedience. Your
hands should be behind your back, keeping your tits and pussy in full view."

She looked at the floor, and clasped her hands behind her back. She knew she
was completely exposed, and detested the feeling, but for some reason she
couldn't help trusting this man.

"You're doing really well Lydia". She felt warm inside at his approval. "As a
reward you can service me"

He undid his pants and pulled out his cock. It seemed huge to her, at about 9",
and this was the only cock she had ever seen. As a result of eavesdropping on
the servants, she knew what she was supposed to do, but she had never done it,
and was nervous.

She took the semi-erect cock in her mouth and began to suck it; gently running
her tongue up and down it as it got harder. She savored his taste in her mouth
as she bobbed her head on his shaft.

He groaned. "I'm gonna cum soon. When I do I want you to swallow every drop"

He was right, because a short while later he filled her mouth with his semen,
gently fucking her throat as she fought to swallow it all. There seemed so much
of it, but she managed to get it all down, and she felt pleased with herself.

"You're a good little cock-sucker". He stroked her brown hair like you would a
dog.

"Thank you Master"

"Now, it's late, and you've had a long day. You shall sleep over there." He
pointed to a couple of blankets and cushions in the corner. She got up to walk
over, but he grabbed her arm.

"What did I say about standing?"

"Sorry, Master" She returned to the floor and crawled to her "bed" on her hands
and feet. Lydia closed her eyes and fell asleep immediately.

When she woke up it was light again, but she didn't want to get up. So she
remained curled up with her eyes closed. Lydia ran the previous days events
through in her mind. The kidnapping, the journey, being turned into a slave,
all of it seemed so unreal. She trusted her "master", but she just wanted to go
home. Home to where she didn't have to obey these rules, where she was sure of
what was going to happen.

She stretched and started to get up. Richard was waiting for her, sitting in
his chair by the fire. He noticed her movements.

"Come here and kneel by me, pet"

She crawled to his chair, and knelt next to it, her arms behind her back. A few
minutes later he got up and walked to the box in the corner. He pulled out a
thin strap of material, which he fastened around her neck like a collar. She
felt indignant about this, and he recognized her expression.

"You may speak freely," he said

"I'm not an animal! I don't need a collar!" she exclaimed.

"This collar is not to show that you are an animal. It's partly so that others
recognize you as mine, partly for your own protection. It will also help me to
guide you as we walk together."

He returned to the box and retrieved a couple of pairs of white leather boots.
One pair had almost no heel, and he put these on her feet. The other pair had
very tall heels, and he put these on her hands.

"Now, get on your hands and feet."

She was taller than she had been before, because her legs could be straight and
her hands touched the floor. Her feet no longer dragged along the ground behind
her.

"Thank you, Master" She felt quite smart in her new attire.

"Walk around a bit to get used to it" He watched as she struggled to get a
rhythm at first, but soon she settled into it. Her master attached a leash to
her collar and led her to the door. "Remember, keep your eyes lowered and keep
close beside me".

She felt safe at his words, knowing that he would look out for her. They walked
through the door, Master and pet. Many people looked at them and admired her
body, making comments to her Master as they passed. He led her confidently
through various passages in his castle, until they reached a small stone room.
There were no decorations on the wall, but there were a few wooden cabinets
lining the walls, and a table in the center.

He unlaced and removed her boots and ordered her to lie on the table. Chaining
her limbs to the table he said:

"What I am going to do will hurt, but you will eventually find it rewarding,
and thank me for it. You have to trust me. Feel free to express yourself." She
could see some small pieces of metal being heated and was instantly afraid. He
started to play with her nipples, teasing them, pinching them, until they were
both erect.

He picked up a thin piece of metal, with a pointed end. It looked like a
needle. Placing it near her nipple, she realized what he was about to do and
began to struggle. "If you fight, it will be more difficult for me to aim
properly, and it'll hurt more for you." She tried to relax her body, although
she was terrified inside. "I'll try to do this quickly"

He made sure the needle was hot enough, and then quickly pushed it through her
nipple and out again. He took another, thicker, piece of metal and pushed it
through the hole the needle had made. He threaded a small chain about 50cm long
on the one end of the piece of metal, and then bent the piece into a circle, so
that the chain was fixed to her nipple, permanently.

While all this had been going on, Lydia was in a lot of pain! Her nipple was
bleeding slightly, and the pain had caused her to scream most of the time. She
was sobbing quietly now.

Richard moved on to her other nipple, and the needle piercing her nipple caused
her to break out in fresh wails. By the time he had finished she had passed
out.

When Lydia woke up she was still on the table. Her nipples were no longer
bleeding, but there was still dried blood on her. There was still a dull throb
from her tits, but it was no longer the stabbing pain. She had no idea how long
she had been lying there.

"So you finally woke up! What do you think?"

"It seems like an awfully painful way to attach chains to me, Master"

"You'll thank me in the end. Now, let's get you cleaned up."

He helped her to the floor, and laced up her boots. The leash was attached to
her collar and they left the room. Her master led her along more passageways
through his castle. She had some problems trying to go down stairs on all
fours, so he allowed her to stand up and walk down. Eventually they came to a
swimming pool sized bath underneath the castle.

The boots and collar were removed, and he began to strip. They entered the warm
water together, and he began to scrub her gently, removing the blood and other
dirt from her. The water had a soothing effect on her sore nipples, and after a
while she had almost forgotten the pain.

Richard picked up a small blade, and while she lay on the side of the bath, he
carefully removed all her soft pubic hair, until it was as bald as a baby's
was.

They washed each other, dried each other, and went back to His room. He laid
her on his bed and ran his fingers down her body. Round her tits, touching her
nipples, gently pulling, and teasing her chains. Down her waist to her pussy.
He fingered her clit and she moaned slightly. He placed his large cock at the
entrance to her pussy. With one enormous thrust he took her virginity and she
cried out in pain and shock. He thrust in again and again, loving the tightness
of her pussy. She had never had a cock inside her, and although it was quite
painful, there were wonderful sensation coming from below, which she had never
experienced before. She could feel her juices flowing as his hard cock pounded
into her. His cock was so large that it started to hurt when he still had 2"
out, but he thrust into her harder, causing her to scream with pain.
Eventually, once he got his whole shaft in, he came, shooting his sperm deep
inside her. Not long afterwards, she came too with an orgasmic cry. He slowly
pulled out of her and ordered him to clean his cock. Dutifully she did this
without hesitation, swallowing his sperm and tasting her own juices as well.

Worn out, he fell asleep in bed, and she went back to her corner to sleep.

Lydia woke up the next morning with the sun streaming through the window.
Opening her eyes she saw that her Master was still asleep, so, determined to
please him, she crawled over and kneeled with her arms behind her back.

Patiently and obediently, she waited for around 1/2 an hour before he began to
stir.

"You're learning quickly, my little pet," he murmured, only partly awake.

Without warning, the door slowly opened, and a very large black Labrador
trotted into the room.

"This is my favorite dog, Hunter. Rather badly named, I must admit!" he laughed
as the dog jumped on the bed and off the other site.

Hunter jogged around the room enthusiastically, sniffing all around Lydia. He
was particularly interested in her crotch area. As his nose touched her clit
she began to moisten. She tried to hide her embarrassment as the dog,
encouraged by the scent of her juices, began to sniff and nose at her pussy.

Richard was suddenly struck by an idea, and laughed. "Lie on your back and put
one of your pillows under your back to prop up your pussy"

She did as she was told, and the dog began to get more turned on. Richard got
out of bed and began to stroke its sheath, encouraging the dog's cock to come
out. He gently massaged the black cock, and guided it towards Lydia's pussy.

"You can't mean it to have sex with me, do you?" Lydia asked without thinking.
The thought of being fucked by a dog was just gross!

Richard gave her a piercing look and said, "Don't question me". Lydia realized
she had gone too far, and would probably be punished for it later.

Hunter found his target and began to push his doggy cock in. As he began to
clamber over her, Richard quickly found a couple of socks and put them on his
front paws so that he wouldn't scratch her. Hunter began to gently push into
her. She found it a little like a human cock, and had to admit that it wasn't
all bad. Once Hunter managed to get most of his length into the girl he began
to thrust in wildly, and his knot grew to join them together. She screamed with
a mixture of pleasure and pain, even she couldn't tell which caused the scream.
Richard was enjoying this immensely - his new slave being fucked by his dog! As
the dog came, she came with him in a joint orgasm. Although he had just cum,
Hunter wasn't going anywhere. His knot was still joining them together, so they
had to wait for it to shrink before they could detach.

"Did you enjoy that, pet?"

"It was amazing, Master"

"Would you like to do that again sometime?"

"Of course"

"How would you like to become Hunter's bitch?"

"That sounds fun, Master"

Once Hunter had pulled out, Richard ordered her to clean him up. He turned the
dog round and placed him on his back so that she could get at his cock. She
thought it looked pretty ugly, but she licked it clean anyway. And so Lydia
became Hunter's bitch.

Later that day Richard went out and came back a few hours later with a small
brass name tag that read: "Lydia. Property of Hunter"

"I love it!" she cried, as he fastened it to her collar.

"Hunter now has the same level of control over you as I do. If he wants to do
something, let him do it."

"I understand, Master"

"It is your job to walk him, or his job to walk you. I'm not sure which" he
laughed. "Your chains each have a clip on. They should be clipped together, and
another chain will attach you to Hunter's collar. When he walks, you follow.
I'll go on the evening walk with you, today."

"Shall I put my boots on?"

"Yes, you do that. I'll get the chains"

Lydia laced up her boots, and stood proudly, her ass sticking out, and wiggling
when she walked. Over the days that she had been at his castle, she had got so
used to being naked, that she rarely gave it a thought any more. Richard came
over and clipped her nipple chains together. He clipped another length of chain
to it, which was about 2 meters long.

He called Hunter over and clipped her chain to his collar. As Richard walked
through the door Hunter walked after him, with Lydia close beside. Once they
got outside, Hunter started to trot, now that they were in the open. His sudden
change of pace caused Lydia to be left behind, and a painful yank to her chain
forced her to speed up.

She soon realized that she couldn't go anywhere that she wanted, because it
would hurt too much to be forceful, and so she had to stay beside Hunter. Her
boots enabled her to travel quite fast, so she was just about able to keep up
with him when he ran.

Richard loved to watch them 'play' together. Her submissiveness to a dog really
got him excited. As they were walking back in Hunter walked behind her and
began to sniff at her behind. They all stopped walking as he nosed her pussy.
He began to mount her, and Richard helped him to find her pussy, so that he
could fuck it. He playfully nipped her shoulder to keep her in place as he
pushed into her.

Afterwards, Hunter walked in front of Lydia so that his bum was in her face,
and then he rolled over.

"I think he wants you to suck him," Richard translated.

Lydia bent down and cleaned off both their juices from his cock, before they
trotted back inside again.

Hunter walked Lydia twice a day, fucking her whenever he felt like it, and
getting blowjobs without having to even bark. He loved hearing her yelp and
scream, and he soon learnt that yanking on her chains produced these effects.

They all began to settle into a new lifestyle, when one day Richard made an
announcement to Lydia.

"When I brought you here, you wanted to go home. I have not given you an
opportunity to leave, and so now I am giving you one. You are no longer here as
a captive, and you are free to leave now, if you wish"

Lydia was shocked. If she went home now she would be interrogated about where
she had been, and she would be forced to marry a man she didn't know. Here she
felt loved, she trusted this man with her life, and she had an excellent sex-
life!

"It would please me if you would let me stay as your slave, Master."

Richard smiled. He knew she wouldn't leave, but he had to make her realize that
it was now her decision that kept her here.

"Thank you, my pet."

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